Chapter 5
A Treasure Hunt for Galadriel
Disclaimer: Please do not sue me. I own nothing , nothing at all. It would be a waste of your time so don't do it.
A/N: Please review more people, I will love you forever and ever and ever. Many, many graciases to all of the people who have reviewed my story. I love all of you so incredibly much. EVERY DAY I GET A REVIEW IS LIKE CHRISTMAS! EVERY DAY I DON'T IT IS LIKE GETTING STABBED WITH A BIG LONG SHINY KNIFE THINGY! So if you don't want to kill me review please.
And now I present to you this piece of shit I call a story.
Celeborn found no comfort in the beautiful summer night. The silver-haired lord itched like crazy. It had been two days since the oil incident and he was still scratching! His brow furrowed in a frown as he acquired a new itch in that hard-to-reach spot just between his shoulder blades.
Celeborn struggled to scratch this particular itch, one more inch down and he would have it, almost got it¦. Thud. A silver head popped up over the edge of the bed; it's owner wore a furious expression upon his fair face as he painfully drug himself back into his bed.
Celeborn flopped back down among the soft pillows, reviewing the past few days in his mind. The itching had subsided but he guessed that it would last another day or two. Eventually he had holed up in his room in order to keep some shreds of dignity. He had had enough of younger elves laughing at him for twitching.
There was no doubt in Celeborn's mind that his acquired affliction was Artanis's handiwork. Her prank will not go unavenged, Celeborn thought to himself. If Artanis was so bent on embarrassing him he would make sure that she got the same.
Celeborn sat in bed itching and thinking of all the ways he could get revenge, sweet revenge.
--~~*~~--
Artanis slipped under white silk sheets into her comfortable bed. What a wonderful day it had been! After breakfast she had taken a walk in the gardens, next she had a scrumptious lunch which she had followed by a good book, dinner, and a horseback ride at sunset. She smiled happily and yawned, closing her eyes she drifted off to sleep.
As soon as Artanis fell asleep a silver shadow leapt onto her balcony from a nearby tree and entered her room. Celeborn grinned wickedly as he unfolded a sack; Artanis was going to have some fun when she woke up!
Celeborn glanced over at the bed to make sure that she was sleeping deeply. He saw that she was, and something more. The moonlight gleamed on her golden hair and washed over her face, outlining pretty red lips which were curved upwards in a smile, her eyelashes fluttered and she sighed, dreaming of pleasant things. She looked so peaceful, so happy, his hand reached out to trace the tip of her ear.
Celeborn stopped his hand centimeters from Artanis. What was wrong with him, that was the effect that she had on all male elves to trick them into thinking that she liked them and then.! He backed up angrily and turned his mind back to his task.
He slowly opened all of the drawers so as not to make any noise. Celeborn removed clothing piece by piece and put it into the sack. He couldn't help but admire the beautiful dresses, the way they shimmered in the moonlight, like her, whoa! He brought himself back to middle earth again.
Finishing with the dresses he move to underclothes. These are worthy of admiration also he thought to himself, eyeing them with that look that young men have when they are daydreaming. He sniggered and finished putting everything in the sack.
Celeborn crept across the room to the door, closing it quietly behind him as he left. He was very careful not to look at Artanis's sleeping form, lest he become entranced once more.
Celeborn hoisted the sack of clothes over his shoulder and proceeded down the abandoned hallways of the sleeping palace. Where oh where to start? Celeborn asked himself. His eyes lit upon a statue of an elf soldier with a bow at the ready; This will do he thought, walking to the statue.
Celeborn set the bag on the floor and after rummaging through it for a minute came up with a periwinkle colored dress. He smiled evilly as he dressed the statue, somewhat sloppily. When he was finished he admired his handiwork for a minute before picking up the bag and moving on.
"Artanis, Artanis, one should not leave their underclothes in trees!" Celeborn whispered in a devilish tone as he tossed the said objects into a tree in the center of the courtyard, and of course you just couldn't put enough underclothes in the royal fountains either!
Celeborn decided that it just wouldn't be fair if all the statues didn't get dresses, and the lady Artanis certainly had enough to go around, so why deprive them?
With this thought in mind Celeborn adorned every statue in the palace of Doriath with a form of Artanis's clothing; a nice green dress for that color of marble and of course a white and gold dress would look fantastic on that horse statue.
When the bag was empty Celeborn crept back to Artanis's room with the empty sack. He placed it on Artanis's bed, next to her, with a note which read Good luck and good hunting!
--~~*~~--
Artanis woke as the first rays of the sun brimmed over the horizon. She lay in bed for a few moments, admiring the beauty of the sunrise.
Artanis stretched and her hand recoiled when she felt a cool object on the bed next to her. The lady sat up quickly and turned to her right, there was a silk sack lying on the bed with a note.
Artanis grabbed the note and unfolded it angrily. She already had a suspicion that this was Celeborn's work. Good luck and good hunting! Artanis was fuming, her suspicions had been confirmed. She grabbed the sack, and seeing that it was empty threw it to the ground in rage.
Artanis scanned her room to see what was missing. All of her drawers were open; she stormed over. They were empty, all of them.
--~~*~~--
At approximately 6:00am, King Thingol discovered that the rumors about the Lady Artanis were indeed true; When she was mad she was downright terrifying. Thingol was preparing for a meeting later in the day when a very angry Artanis stormed into his study.
Artanis's golden hair was still tangled from sleep, her blue eyes had an icy glint, her teeth were clenched in anger, and she was clad in only a scanty ivory nightgown. In her hand was a sack with a note attached to it.
Artanis stormed up to Thingol's desk, throwing the sack down upon the wooden surface. She brought her fists down with a bang on his desk and glared at him with a look that could kill.
"Do you know what your nephew has done?" she snarled at Thingol. "Do you have any idea?"
"Lady Artanis I.." Thingol began, but was interrupted by Artanis.
"Every single piece of clothing that I possess, save what I have on my back, is adorning a statue, tree, or fountain in this palace!" Artanis screamed so loudly that Thingol scooted his chair back a foot or two. "Look at the note, I want to see some punishment!" she continued "Besides the fact that all of my clothing is adorning your palace I was followed to your study by just about every single hopeful male elf in this city! If you do not punish Celeborn I will make sure that he roasts in Mandos and is feasted upon by Balrogs!" Artanis was fuming and Thingol was sure that steam would be coming out of her ears pretty soon.
"Lady Artanis due to the fact that it was you who coated Silverwind in itching oil it would be unfair to punish Celeborn. I will, however, make sure that he cleans up the mess that he made. If you would be kind enough to sit and wait a moment I will fetch him and have your clothes back to you in the hour."
Artanis ground her teeth together. He was right, It would not be just for Thingol to punish Celeborn after she had not been punished for the oil incident. "I shall wait here." She replied, "and I want every single piece back within the hour!"
"It shall be done," Thingol replied as he left to get Celeborn.
--~~*~~--
Celeborn woke when he was unceremoniously thrown out of bed by his very angry uncle. The young elf scrambled to his feet, dusting off his green leggings.
"Why uncle what would bring you here at this hour!" Celeborn tried and failed to sound innocent.
"I believe that you know the answer to that my nephew." Thingol said. "You are coming with me this instant!" He glared furiously at the young silver- haired elf.
"Give me a moment!" Celeborn said as he scampered to his dresser and pulled out a silver tunic, which he put on quickly as he could see that his uncle was not in a waiting mood.
When Celeborn was dressed Thingol grabbed the tip of the younger elf's ear and drug him out of his room to the sound of Celeborn's protests about looking undignified. They arrived at Thingol's study where Celeborn's ear was released. Thingol composed himself and entered, smiling at Artanis, who appeared to have calmed down a bit.
Celeborn followed his uncle into his study where Artanis was waiting. She smiled smugly when she saw Celeborn massaging the tip of his ear, which had assumed an unnatural red coloration.
Thingol seated himself behind his desk and glared at the two young elves. They were quite the picture. Celeborn was wearing only a sleeveless tunic and leggings and massaging a red ear, while he eyed Artanis, in her nightdress, with a look of a loathing mixed with awe at her beauty.
Artanis gave him a furious glance and he looked away quickly. Thingol chuckled, causing the two young elves to glare at him.
"Celeborn, you will help Artanis find and gather ALL of her clothing, then you shall escort hr back to her room, like a gentleman(elf). If I hear of any more bickering or pranks you will both wish that you had never been born. Do you understand?" The two elves responded that they did at the same time.
Melian entered from her chambers with a robe, which she wrapped around Artanis, who smiled at her. "There dear, you can give it back to me later." Melian smiled at Artanis and turned to leave throwing an appraising look at her nephew.
Thingol handed the sack to Celeborn and opened the door to his study, ushering the two elves out and closing the door behind them.
Artanis walked over to a statue, with Celeborn in tow, removed one of her dresses from the statue and placed it in the bag which Celeborn was holding. The two elves gathered all of Artanis's clothes as some of Celeborn's friends watched, congratulating him on his prank. Artanis remained tight-lipped, not speaking to him the whole time.
When they were sure that all of the clothing had been collected Artanis ripped the bag from Celeborn's hands and stormed off to her rooms.
--~~*~~--
That night Artanis happened to come across Celeborn in the gardens. He was sitting on a bench, surrounded by his friends who were eagerly listening to his animated and exaggerated version of how he had carried out the prank. The sight of Artanis caused the young male elves to burst into laughter. Artanis turned and left before they could start teasing her. Celeborn would pay dearly, very dearly for his fun.
A Treasure Hunt for Galadriel
Disclaimer: Please do not sue me. I own nothing , nothing at all. It would be a waste of your time so don't do it.
A/N: Please review more people, I will love you forever and ever and ever. Many, many graciases to all of the people who have reviewed my story. I love all of you so incredibly much. EVERY DAY I GET A REVIEW IS LIKE CHRISTMAS! EVERY DAY I DON'T IT IS LIKE GETTING STABBED WITH A BIG LONG SHINY KNIFE THINGY! So if you don't want to kill me review please.
And now I present to you this piece of shit I call a story.
Celeborn found no comfort in the beautiful summer night. The silver-haired lord itched like crazy. It had been two days since the oil incident and he was still scratching! His brow furrowed in a frown as he acquired a new itch in that hard-to-reach spot just between his shoulder blades.
Celeborn struggled to scratch this particular itch, one more inch down and he would have it, almost got it¦. Thud. A silver head popped up over the edge of the bed; it's owner wore a furious expression upon his fair face as he painfully drug himself back into his bed.
Celeborn flopped back down among the soft pillows, reviewing the past few days in his mind. The itching had subsided but he guessed that it would last another day or two. Eventually he had holed up in his room in order to keep some shreds of dignity. He had had enough of younger elves laughing at him for twitching.
There was no doubt in Celeborn's mind that his acquired affliction was Artanis's handiwork. Her prank will not go unavenged, Celeborn thought to himself. If Artanis was so bent on embarrassing him he would make sure that she got the same.
Celeborn sat in bed itching and thinking of all the ways he could get revenge, sweet revenge.
--~~*~~--
Artanis slipped under white silk sheets into her comfortable bed. What a wonderful day it had been! After breakfast she had taken a walk in the gardens, next she had a scrumptious lunch which she had followed by a good book, dinner, and a horseback ride at sunset. She smiled happily and yawned, closing her eyes she drifted off to sleep.
As soon as Artanis fell asleep a silver shadow leapt onto her balcony from a nearby tree and entered her room. Celeborn grinned wickedly as he unfolded a sack; Artanis was going to have some fun when she woke up!
Celeborn glanced over at the bed to make sure that she was sleeping deeply. He saw that she was, and something more. The moonlight gleamed on her golden hair and washed over her face, outlining pretty red lips which were curved upwards in a smile, her eyelashes fluttered and she sighed, dreaming of pleasant things. She looked so peaceful, so happy, his hand reached out to trace the tip of her ear.
Celeborn stopped his hand centimeters from Artanis. What was wrong with him, that was the effect that she had on all male elves to trick them into thinking that she liked them and then.! He backed up angrily and turned his mind back to his task.
He slowly opened all of the drawers so as not to make any noise. Celeborn removed clothing piece by piece and put it into the sack. He couldn't help but admire the beautiful dresses, the way they shimmered in the moonlight, like her, whoa! He brought himself back to middle earth again.
Finishing with the dresses he move to underclothes. These are worthy of admiration also he thought to himself, eyeing them with that look that young men have when they are daydreaming. He sniggered and finished putting everything in the sack.
Celeborn crept across the room to the door, closing it quietly behind him as he left. He was very careful not to look at Artanis's sleeping form, lest he become entranced once more.
Celeborn hoisted the sack of clothes over his shoulder and proceeded down the abandoned hallways of the sleeping palace. Where oh where to start? Celeborn asked himself. His eyes lit upon a statue of an elf soldier with a bow at the ready; This will do he thought, walking to the statue.
Celeborn set the bag on the floor and after rummaging through it for a minute came up with a periwinkle colored dress. He smiled evilly as he dressed the statue, somewhat sloppily. When he was finished he admired his handiwork for a minute before picking up the bag and moving on.
"Artanis, Artanis, one should not leave their underclothes in trees!" Celeborn whispered in a devilish tone as he tossed the said objects into a tree in the center of the courtyard, and of course you just couldn't put enough underclothes in the royal fountains either!
Celeborn decided that it just wouldn't be fair if all the statues didn't get dresses, and the lady Artanis certainly had enough to go around, so why deprive them?
With this thought in mind Celeborn adorned every statue in the palace of Doriath with a form of Artanis's clothing; a nice green dress for that color of marble and of course a white and gold dress would look fantastic on that horse statue.
When the bag was empty Celeborn crept back to Artanis's room with the empty sack. He placed it on Artanis's bed, next to her, with a note which read Good luck and good hunting!
--~~*~~--
Artanis woke as the first rays of the sun brimmed over the horizon. She lay in bed for a few moments, admiring the beauty of the sunrise.
Artanis stretched and her hand recoiled when she felt a cool object on the bed next to her. The lady sat up quickly and turned to her right, there was a silk sack lying on the bed with a note.
Artanis grabbed the note and unfolded it angrily. She already had a suspicion that this was Celeborn's work. Good luck and good hunting! Artanis was fuming, her suspicions had been confirmed. She grabbed the sack, and seeing that it was empty threw it to the ground in rage.
Artanis scanned her room to see what was missing. All of her drawers were open; she stormed over. They were empty, all of them.
--~~*~~--
At approximately 6:00am, King Thingol discovered that the rumors about the Lady Artanis were indeed true; When she was mad she was downright terrifying. Thingol was preparing for a meeting later in the day when a very angry Artanis stormed into his study.
Artanis's golden hair was still tangled from sleep, her blue eyes had an icy glint, her teeth were clenched in anger, and she was clad in only a scanty ivory nightgown. In her hand was a sack with a note attached to it.
Artanis stormed up to Thingol's desk, throwing the sack down upon the wooden surface. She brought her fists down with a bang on his desk and glared at him with a look that could kill.
"Do you know what your nephew has done?" she snarled at Thingol. "Do you have any idea?"
"Lady Artanis I.." Thingol began, but was interrupted by Artanis.
"Every single piece of clothing that I possess, save what I have on my back, is adorning a statue, tree, or fountain in this palace!" Artanis screamed so loudly that Thingol scooted his chair back a foot or two. "Look at the note, I want to see some punishment!" she continued "Besides the fact that all of my clothing is adorning your palace I was followed to your study by just about every single hopeful male elf in this city! If you do not punish Celeborn I will make sure that he roasts in Mandos and is feasted upon by Balrogs!" Artanis was fuming and Thingol was sure that steam would be coming out of her ears pretty soon.
"Lady Artanis due to the fact that it was you who coated Silverwind in itching oil it would be unfair to punish Celeborn. I will, however, make sure that he cleans up the mess that he made. If you would be kind enough to sit and wait a moment I will fetch him and have your clothes back to you in the hour."
Artanis ground her teeth together. He was right, It would not be just for Thingol to punish Celeborn after she had not been punished for the oil incident. "I shall wait here." She replied, "and I want every single piece back within the hour!"
"It shall be done," Thingol replied as he left to get Celeborn.
--~~*~~--
Celeborn woke when he was unceremoniously thrown out of bed by his very angry uncle. The young elf scrambled to his feet, dusting off his green leggings.
"Why uncle what would bring you here at this hour!" Celeborn tried and failed to sound innocent.
"I believe that you know the answer to that my nephew." Thingol said. "You are coming with me this instant!" He glared furiously at the young silver- haired elf.
"Give me a moment!" Celeborn said as he scampered to his dresser and pulled out a silver tunic, which he put on quickly as he could see that his uncle was not in a waiting mood.
When Celeborn was dressed Thingol grabbed the tip of the younger elf's ear and drug him out of his room to the sound of Celeborn's protests about looking undignified. They arrived at Thingol's study where Celeborn's ear was released. Thingol composed himself and entered, smiling at Artanis, who appeared to have calmed down a bit.
Celeborn followed his uncle into his study where Artanis was waiting. She smiled smugly when she saw Celeborn massaging the tip of his ear, which had assumed an unnatural red coloration.
Thingol seated himself behind his desk and glared at the two young elves. They were quite the picture. Celeborn was wearing only a sleeveless tunic and leggings and massaging a red ear, while he eyed Artanis, in her nightdress, with a look of a loathing mixed with awe at her beauty.
Artanis gave him a furious glance and he looked away quickly. Thingol chuckled, causing the two young elves to glare at him.
"Celeborn, you will help Artanis find and gather ALL of her clothing, then you shall escort hr back to her room, like a gentleman(elf). If I hear of any more bickering or pranks you will both wish that you had never been born. Do you understand?" The two elves responded that they did at the same time.
Melian entered from her chambers with a robe, which she wrapped around Artanis, who smiled at her. "There dear, you can give it back to me later." Melian smiled at Artanis and turned to leave throwing an appraising look at her nephew.
Thingol handed the sack to Celeborn and opened the door to his study, ushering the two elves out and closing the door behind them.
Artanis walked over to a statue, with Celeborn in tow, removed one of her dresses from the statue and placed it in the bag which Celeborn was holding. The two elves gathered all of Artanis's clothes as some of Celeborn's friends watched, congratulating him on his prank. Artanis remained tight-lipped, not speaking to him the whole time.
When they were sure that all of the clothing had been collected Artanis ripped the bag from Celeborn's hands and stormed off to her rooms.
--~~*~~--
That night Artanis happened to come across Celeborn in the gardens. He was sitting on a bench, surrounded by his friends who were eagerly listening to his animated and exaggerated version of how he had carried out the prank. The sight of Artanis caused the young male elves to burst into laughter. Artanis turned and left before they could start teasing her. Celeborn would pay dearly, very dearly for his fun.